After being ambushed by an unknown rival cartel, Scarlett is left badly injured. She is relocated to a small village to recover and the vows to take revenge on who attempted to kill her. She then falls in love with the same person who orders the ambush on her who happens to to also be in the same . She soon finds out who he really is and is now in a state for confusion. Would she let love lead or quench her blood thirsty vengeance.
I kept having recurring nightmares about the night my family and I escaped to Italy. I was just 17 then, but the memory never aged, it stayed sharp, raw, like it had just happened. The fear, the urgency, the sound of hurried footsteps and whispered commands it all came rushing back each time I closed my eyes.
One of our most trusted men had betrayed us, handing everything over to the FBI. The realization hit like a knife to the chest, not just because of the danger it put us in, but because it came from someone we had treated like family.
I remember the cold air against my skin as we fled in the dead of night, the distant sirens growing louder, the shadows of agents closing in. Everything we had known, everything we had built, we left behind in that moment running not just for our freedom, but for our lives.
Turns out papa had bought some properties in Italy and also a wine and cheese factory. On the surface we are into wine and cheese production but deep with we still run a huge drug cartel. A shipment of one tonne of marijuana and other synthesized drug was coming in today and my men and I were getting ready to receive it. As I stood at my office in our secret warehouse, most of my men were running around getting the ammunition ready in case anything should go wrong. I remembered my papa. this was his exact same office. He was never absent in my life. He taught me everything I knew about running the cartel. He normally used to say ''friends can become enemies and enemies can become friends. Trust the one who has something to lose more that the one who loves money"
"La Dona we are all set" Bruno said as he entered my office
I nodded as I took my trench coat and we both headed out. Bruno has always been my right hand man. My papa had raised him since his died in an operation gone wrong. My papa always settles the family of those men who lost their lives during working for him and that's one thing I respected about him.
The drive to the port took about 30 to 40 minutes, the road quiet, with tension thick in the air. When we finally arrived, the port looked almost deserted, far too empty for any kind of trade or handoff to be happening. Then, without warning, the silence shattered. Tires screeched in the distance, echoing off the metal containers and warehouses. Moments later, gunshots rang out, sharp and sudden, cutting through the air like a warning. My heart jumped. The calm had broken, and whatever was about to happen had just begun.
We have been ambushed. Bruno signalled some of my men to take me to safety as he too out one of the assault rifle in the car and started shooting back. I refused to follow my men any where. deciding to fight with them, I took out the pistols with me and stated shooting. Someone has betrayed us again. The shooting became intense and my men were reducing drastically. We couldn't drive away as we were totally surrounded. As we were trying to take cover, and RGB was shot and I saw my self flying into the sea. I was un able to swim as I had gotten injured really badly. I could hear muffled sounds of gunshots as I drowned with so much anger and vengeance with in me...